The passers-by are vicious

"who are you?"

Rong Hao's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of hoarseness in its coldness, like an ice cone, piercing Jiang Wanwan's eardrums and stirring up waves in her heart.

Jiang Wanwan naturally guessed his identity from his attire: the black dragon of the demon clan - Rong Hao.

I heard that he has already reached the Nascent Soul stage, has always been at odds with someone in the Taixu Sect, often robs and kills disciples of the Taixu Sect, and is a madman.

Jiang Wanwan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Before she had time to think about how to answer, she saw Rong Hao's eyes suddenly change. His golden eyes stared at Jiang Wanwan with anger.

"Why do you have her scent on you? Are you her reincarnation?"

Jiang Wanwan didn't understand, but Xu Xianhe had some guesses and quickly held up a fan in front of Jiang Wanwan, as if trying to hide her figure.

However, Rong Hao glanced at Xu Xianhe's little action with disdain and did not take it seriously.

"No wonder I couldn't find her soul no matter how hard I searched. But the reincarnated one is no longer her."

He floated in the air and muttered to himself, with a hint of joy in his golden eyes, but the look he gave Jiang Wanwan was weird and neurotic.

"However, since the soul has been found..." As he said this, he opened his arms, as if he wanted to suck Jiang Wanwan over.

At this time, Jiang Wanwan was surrounded by black fog, and coupled with the powerful Nascent Soul pressure, she was unable to resist at all.

Even though Murong Haoyu and Xu Xianhe's faces changed drastically and they quickly took out their magic weapons, they were still unable to resist Rong Hao's power.

At this moment, Gu Jingyun, who was sitting cross-legged under the tree, was surrounded by spiritual energy fluctuations, and it was obvious that he had successfully broken through. However, there were faint flashes of lightning in the sky above him, as if a thunder disaster was about to befall him.

With the help of the breath of thunder and Jiang Wanwan's protective magic weapon, he was able to break free from the black fog.

Murong Haoyu quickly caught Jiang Wanwan, protected her behind him, and then looked at Rong Hao in the air vigilantly.

But Rong Hao's golden eyes were erected. He looked at Gu Jingyun, who had caused a thunder tribulation when he formed a pill. His rose-colored thin lips under the mask revealed a ferocious smile: "I hate the children of destiny the most. They are all trash."

After saying that, he waved his hand wearing black claw gloves and swung it violently in the direction of Gu Jingyun.

In an instant, the black fog surged like a torrent and quickly condensed into several ferocious black dragons. They bared their fangs, roared, and pounced straight towards Gu Jingyun, who was still concentrating on forming the elixir under the tree.

After Murong Haoyu, Jiang Wanwan and Xu Xianhe looked at each other, Murong Haoyu quickly moved in front of Gu Jingyun and blocked him with his body.

He owed Gu Jingyun a life, and now he has paid it back.

At the same time, Jiang Wanwan threw out a mysterious black and white Bagua formation magic weapon without hesitation, and formed seals with both hands at an extremely fast speed.

In an instant, an extremely huge Bagua formation appeared in front of them, like an indestructible barrier.

Murong Haoyu and Xu Xianhe respectively injected their powerful thunder and wood attribute spiritual powers into the Bagua formation.

As their spiritual power was infused, the three attributes of fire, lightning and wood merged into one another, forming a colorful three-color magic circle.

This three-color magic circle emitted a heart-pounding power fluctuation, firmly blocking the ferociously attacking black dragon.

Under the illumination of the three-color light, the black dragon's attack was effectively resisted and it could not move forward even a single step.

However, the corners of Rong Hao's mouth under the mask in the void slightly raised, revealing a disdainful and mocking smile: "Don't overestimate your own abilities."

He waved his arm, and the black dragon's power instantly became extremely powerful, and it slammed into the magic circle with a ferocious momentum. With a crisp "click" sound, the three-color array was vulnerable and was instantly shattered by the black dragon.

The fragments of the formation plate flew across Jiang Wanwan's eyes like arrows, lifting a strand of her black hair. At this moment, Jiang Wanwan's blue eyes were filled with astonishment, and the magic weapon Bagua formation plate in her hand also fell at her feet.

Obviously, Rong Hao seemed to be intentionally controlling his own strength, so Jiang Wanwan was not seriously injured and only suffered a slight impact.

However, Xu Xianhe and Murong Haoyu were not so lucky. They were violently hit by the black dragon and thrown against the tree. Blood spurted out of their mouths and they were unable to get up for a while.

After knocking down the two men, the black dragon did not dissipate. Instead, it rushed straight towards Gu Jingyun, who was still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed under the tree, at an astonishing speed.

Seeing the ferocious black dragon opening its bloody mouth and roaring as it pounced towards Gu Jingyun, Jiang Wanwan could not help but cover her chest, a look of pity on her face, and stood quietly where she was.

You must know that at this moment Gu Jingyun is in the critical period of condensing the pill. If there is any mistake, not only will all his previous efforts be wasted, but he may even go astray, his spiritual roots will be damaged, his cultivation will be greatly reduced, and it will be extremely difficult to recover.

"What son of destiny? In my eyes, they are all like ants!" As Rong Hao's cold and disdainful words rang out, the black dragon had already crashed into Gu Jingyun like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, a bit of frost seemed to fall from the sky, and a biting cold air instantly spread, and the air around seemed to be frozen.

Unexpectedly, the menacing black dragon suddenly stopped just inches away from Gu Jingyun, and its huge body solidified into a lifelike ice sculpture in an instant.

"Pretending to be a ghost, hiding your head and showing your tail is nothing!" Seeing this scene, Rong Hao's face hidden behind the mask became extremely distorted. He gritted his teeth and said sinisterly: "Are you finally willing to show up? Humph, you are as disgusting as before!"

But the only answer he got was the sky full of cold sword marks. Jiang Wanwan could only see white light flashing in the sky and the black dragon ice sculpture shattering.

"Amazing."

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but sigh, but then her charming face frowned, and flames ignited around her body to melt the cold air and frost around her. She couldn't help but murmur in a delicate voice, "I really hate ice. It's too cold."

The man was dressed in white robes of Taixuan Sect, with an upright posture and a cold face, just like the water in a thousand-year-old cold pond, which was daunting; he was also like the ice and snow on the mountains, pure and indifferent.

He slowly walked out of the woods. On his pure white robe, the corners, belt and sleeves were carefully embroidered with elegant orchid patterns.

There were a few strands of silver on both sides of his temples, and a few strands of black hair scattered on his forehead were mixed with some white hair, making his already handsome face even more cold and dusty.

Those deep and cold eyes seemed to contain endless affection and melancholy, like a pool of thick ink that could not be dissolved.

At this moment, Xuan Du was holding an icy sword that was emitting cold light, staring quietly at Rong Hao who was floating in the void, in silence.

The atmosphere on the whole scene was extremely tense, as if only a fuse would trigger a thrilling battle.